When I heard that sound When the walls came down I was thinking about you When my skin grows old When my breath runs cold I'll be thinking about you It was almost love, it was almost love When I run out of air to breathe

I'm there in the water Still looking for ya Can't you see, can't you see If I was not myself And you were someone else I'd say so much to you And I would tell the truth Cause I can hardly breathe When your hands let go of me

We’re going nowhere How can I love you boy if you’re going nowhere Leave, you are not the boy you said you’d be I’m tired of asking myself why Time for me to move on And it’s so hard for me to breathe Bye, don’t have the strength to see you cry Sick of

You know there's just one thing I need Come on, lift me with the right song The right song There is a clock in mind We running out of time Killing it goes so easily I want to feel him breathe I want his hands on me Just one thing I need, I need, I need,

Breathe life inside your heart of stone And it begins anew Now we are dying Dying the slowest death Breathe life for you are not alone Break the bonds The hatred of mankind. As it seeks to kill that which lives inside. Held down by bonds that bind us

Don't you bring me down today Don't you bring me down today Every day is so wonderful And suddenly, it's hard to breathe Now and then, I get insecure From all the pain, I'm so ashamed I am beautiful no matter what they say Words can't bring me down I am

Sing your lu-lu-lu-lu-lullaby Hypnotized, this love out of me Without your air I can't even breathe Lead my way out into the light Cherries in the ashtray Take me through the day I just gotta make you drunk in memory See you in the puddles Of my

This critical, I am feeling helpless So hysterical, and this can't be healthy I can't even sleep when you're not with me Baby, you're the air I breathe So stuck on you This is critical, yeah Baby, it's so critical (critical) It's so critical (critical)

The Devil's spawn no longer breathes Descending angels and fallen kings Raise your hands, what do you hold? The Devil's bleeding crown! Falling from the sky, they're cast out from the heaven's light Drenching the soil with blood, baptized in the fire

Go your way I'll take the long way 'round I'll find my own way down As I should And hold your gaze There's coke in the Midas touch A joke in the way that we rust And breathe again And you'll find loss